I Want To Lay the Very Best!

295 – Come at the Queen

295 – Come at the Queen

This wasn't a fair fight, but Brandy couldn't decide who it was unfair to.

On a purely rational level, Brandy held a massive advantage. A Trainer and two Pokémon could have Three Trainers pressed down onto their knees in the blink of an eye. Inheritance was powerful, and every day, Brandy gained a bit more strength from those she loved. But it'd take decades to be someone like Professor Joan and finally cross that gap in power between humanity and monsters.

Even that advantage might not have been enough. Sparky and Holly were no wild Pokémon anymore; against your average wild Galvantula or Marill, there'd be no contest. They fought like hell for Trainers who loved them, and it wasn't just the bond that'd given them strength from that. They'd become experienced and so even exhausted or distracted as they were when Brandy called. They listened.

"Sparky, Electroweb down Wren. Holly, Aqua Tail on top!"

Wren gasped as Sparky shot a line of electric webbing right into the chest, the end of the rope spreading out to stick firmly to her strapless corset. The Galvantula might be holding onto Brandy's leg like a tipsy drunk, but her aim was as perfect as always. Holly was buzzing with excitement at getting a piece of the three bunny women, and with a leap, the Marill pulled off a cartwheel that really showed how much of her curves bounced. Her tail followed, frothing water spilling off the ball at the end and slashing into an arc toward the webbed-up Wren.

If the water and electricity had mixed, Wren would have been out for a few minutes; the shock would have fried her nerves in the most delightfully searing way, and she'd have been a panting mess on the floor. Brandy wasn't that lucky; Saffira smoothly moved before Wren to break the water on her hard body, one arm raised to avoid the live rail that was Sparky's web. It was still a brutal hit; Holly's Aqua Tail wasn't just a light splash, but Saffira was a Rock Ace, and taking a hit was their calling. Tansy and Nova's inheritance meant she could stand tall and let the hit wash off some of the paint and shine up her muscles.

Brandy won this easily on pure power. The issue was that she was facing three Trainers who knew there was more to a fight than who had the biggest stick.

Saffira reached back, grabbed onto Wren's corset, and ripped it right off her body with one great heave. The watching crowd of Pokémon went absolutely insane, and Holly and Sparky both jumped back like they'd been stung. Even Brandy couldn't help but get an eyeful. If Wren hadn't used Disguise to fight her, if she'd come out as herself, maybe the fight would have gone differently because Wren's tits were absolutely magnificent.

Brandy wasn't blind; she had very good eyes thanks to an exceptional bug, and at the end of her fight with Wren, she'd changed back to normal. Brandy had been too high on victory to appreciate the sight then, but now she got to drink it and enjoy all that creamy cleavage and the gentle bounce of breast that must have tortured many a bra. Wren grabbed them with both hands, bottom lip bit as one bunny ear stood tall and the other flopped down in embarrassment. It was just perfect and-

Wet silk smacked right into Brandy's face, and she stumbled backward as electricity crackled and made the silk feel better against her skin than the soft fluff beneath Morgan's feathers. Brandy tore the silk away from her face and went to call on Sparky, only to see she was already in a headlock under one of Saffira's arms, and her eyes were locked on those wet, dripping abs like they were the only moisture left in a merciless desert. Holly was still staring at Wren's chest, vibrating with glee, her tail wildly swishing behind her.

This was why Pokémon didn't just win by default. For all their power, their desires were stronger than those of humans, and they needed a trainer to cool their heads and help them focus on what they really wanted. Brandy had gotten distracted by a fantastic rack, and Saffira had mercilessly capitalized on it.

"You're going to get it," Brandy hissed, trying to glare at Saffira.

Saffira smirked at Brandy and held Wren's corset aloft like a trophy, the electrified silk still snapping and sparking with a life of its own. Dinah's table was waving madly to have it thrown to them and broke out into a fight when Saffira actually did. @@@@

The peril of having great tits was they could so easily betray you.

Wren was left cackling on the floor, swearing at Brandy and Holly while the crowd cheered on her insults. They could all appreciate a good show, and with Saffira and Sparky still locked in battle, mouth to fist, it was just Maple left. Brandy turned to look at the blonde, who was brushing the white fur trim of her bunny outfit as if getting ready to show off. No hope, Brandy had a Pokémon and a lot of energy to burn off.

"You wanted to see my worst," Brandy said, stepping towards her, the crowd hushing as the climax built. "But you're going to see my best. Maple Haze, we are going to ruin you."

Maple met her gaze with a cocky grin and raised a finger, swishing it through the air before running it over her lips. Curling her tongue around the digit and making a show of shivering with pleasure, she liked the digit clean. "Do you taste that?"

It was strange enough that Brandy stopped. Had she missed something?

"Tastes like betrayal. Holly, Play Rough with her."

A Marill crashed into Brandy's back like a furious meteorite, her fingernails sinking into Brandy's thighs so deep it almost drew blood. Her teeth were on Brandy's earlobe before Brandy could even move, chewing and purring as she kneaded at Brandy like a well-worn toy. The weight of the Marill would have laid her out if not for Maple stepping forward to catch Brandy with a hand under her chin, staring at Brandy with those beautiful deep blue eyes.

"Nice try," Maple smiled. "I almost thought you'd convince her to go with me."

Brandy's mind span. Was that the lesson for Holly? To resist getting a chunk of Maple and fight for her? It couldn't be that simple, could it?

"The Bunnies have caught a Trainer!" Maple called to the crowd, "And you know what that means, don't you, when three Pokémon catch a human?"

The crowds' answers were lost in a chorus of screams, but Brandy knew exactly what they'd all be saying. She heard the vulgar intent of it in the panted breaths Holly was gasping into her ear, hot and hungry. Feel it on in the firmness of that Marill dick pressed up against her thigh.

Brandy had thought she knew the plan, but there was more than one way to evolve a Marill.

"I want you so bad," Holly gasped, her voice truly strained with desire. Taming it with an effort of pure iron will. "But they want you more. So I'm going to help them enjoy you, Brandy. I've learned restraint. Now I'm going to show these three bunnies how to fuck."